wbsloan: My Windows Ache “so I wait for you like a lonely
guapofulltime: “Green was the silence, wet was the light,
tisjadamenlingerie: “Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly,
And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void,
sumisa-lily: “Let us forget with generosity those who cannot
“Only do not forget, if I wake up cryingit’s only because
ryverfenix: sleepinsidemysoul: heaven-ly-mind: Cherry Blossom
“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of
sumisa-lily:And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great
sumisa-lily:“Then love knew it was called love. And when I
sumisa-lily:“Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s
privateinconsistencies: Dark things are to be loved, in secret,
sleepinsidemysoul: “Then love knew it was called love. And
gosh: “I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved
bethanyactually: “I love you as certain dark things are to
maxfitsocal: maxfitsocal: Let us forget with generosity those
mortisia: ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets | Transparent
sweetlittlewallflower: “Tie your heart at night to mine, love,and
Happy 112th Birthday Pablo Neruda! Read 20 Love Poems by the
biggis2: guapofulltime: “Give me silence, water, hopeGive
amargedom: “Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” —
bones-ivy-breath:I by Pablo Neruda (tr. W.S. Merwin), from Twenty
mortisia: ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets | Transparent
mortisia: ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets | Transparent
theperfectorgasm: ‘I am everybody and every time, I always
haleyincarnate: Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and Song of
guapofulltime: “It was at that agethat poetry came in search
guapofulltime: “I learned about lifefrom life itself,love
books-n-quotes: “The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
slothman-1: m-as-tu-vu: “But I love your feet only because
amortizing: “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
quotemadness: “I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
canvaspaintings: Pablo Neruda Love Poem with Watercolor Peonies
89words: “Ah, love is a voyage with water and a star, in drowning
fate: “I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved
mikaelsplayground: “Then love knew it was called love. And